Riften Histoires

This is a mess, nearly 4 years in the making. I'm trying my best to clean it up. If you want some good Brynjolf fluff read everything after the author's note. Thanks for stopping by. ♡

Desoneth Nightlock had no idea what she wanted to do once she arrived in Skyrim. She certainly didn't want to join the war. And there really wasn't a lot that a Bosmer could do without being discriminated, what with the war going on. But, one day, in Riften, she met a redheaded man with a strangely accurate sense of money. So she joined the Thieves Guild, earned some companions, and grew terribly confused on the concept of love.

Orphan. Mother died in childbirth and father turned drunk, Urda finds herself in the care of Honorhall Orphanage, Riften. But a chance adoption will change her life forever when a passing Knight takes her as his charge, and Urda becomes a Squire to the Vigilantes of Stendarr. Note - This is a follow on story from The Knight of Arkay - Leander Boreas

Being Maven Black-Briar's granddaughter, Mira has never really wanted for anything. The Black-Briars are the most respected family in Riften and their reach extends to most of the other Holds throughout Skyrim as well. No one will dare hurt Mira's feelings or deny her anything she wants, because if they do, Maven will hear about it. She can do anything she wants except for the thing she wants to do most. She wants to become an adventurer, but her family would never allow such a thing. Instead she is being groomed as part of the most influential family in Skyrim, and hates every second of it. Mira's boring life is turned upside down when she is framed for murder, but saved by an unknown stranger. Thrown out of everything she has come to know, Mira must discover her new path while dealing with a dangerously handsome man who grows more complicated the closer she comes to understanding him.

Ever notice how in Skyrim there's 3 carriages to start? Ever wonder what's in the other ones? Azadoji. Riaisa. Taravi. Two Redguards and a Khajit caught traveling over the border to escape persecution. How will their lives and travel affect Hibbis, the Dragonborn, and his traveling companion, an imperial named Talia?

Two child hood friend's experience the dangers in Skyrim until Nari decides to give help where Freja thinks it shouldn't be needed .. that the saying " minding your on business " can get you along way in such dark times .

The legacy of Gallus Desidenius is well-known and honored, and you could identify him by only his first name alone. But, what about those left with those legacies? Helaara Desidenius was only ten years old when her brother was slain by the one she considered apart of her family. She fled, carved her own path as the Dragonborn, made friends and enemies, and has stayed away from home for as long as she can. Now, twenty-five years after that fateful day, she returned as Hela, the battle-worn hero who's danced with dragons and deadra, and has become far more than that little theif who left all those years ago.

Grace decides the burglary job isn't worth the coin Themes and references are based off Bethesda's Skyrim - with my own personal touch

Tyria Artemis, a young Argonian woman, gets dragged into the war between the Imperial Legion and the Stormcloak Rebellion when the Stormcloaks attack her home in Whiterun. She flees in a hurry, and her life changes completely... for the worst. Dorian Willet hated the Elves. Altmer had crushed his homeland, and brought war upon the beautiful land of Skyrim. Seeking to become part of the Stormcloaks, he sets off on a journey to Windhelm, but will the Nord Rebels accept that of a fierce Redguard raised in the north of Skyrim? Gratga Bamogdu never asked to be a killer. The young Orc was always gentle with her kinsman, but when she meets a charismatic man named Hadvar, she will never be able to go back, and she must say goodbye to her stronghold, and her family. Elyn Belledara had always wanted to be a Mage. Her whole life she had dreamed of travelling to Winterhold and going to the College. Finally, fate has given her a chance, but she won't be going alone... unfortunately... and Elyn has a secret, that is about to be exposed. Skyrim is at war, it's Ulfric Stormcloak against General Tulius, Stormcloak versus Imperial. But while Skyrim is being torn apart... there are other curious things going on in the beautiful, majestic land... ...and a myth just burned down a village. A thrifty Argonian, a vengeful Redguard, a friendly Orc and a magic obsessed Breton... all living in Skyrim, but in a world of their own making. Most of these characters don't belong to me, except the four mains (of course) and there will definitely be several other of my own original characters, but everything I use belongs to Bethesda... I'm just a sad, lonely gamer with no life and a horrible, killer obsession.

After joining the dark brotherhood, this assassin has no choice but to do what is right.

Skyrim is a dangerous place during the forth era and no place for a young woman. But Hilda is a strong-minded nord and will go to any lengths to tend to those who need it. Brynjolf is a charismatic thief and Riften is the perfect place for his work to begin. The pockets are swollen with coins, just ripe for the picking. Sibbi Black-Briar knows no bounds to get what he wants. Whatever the cost, his mother's influence allows him to do as he is pleased.. As long as it's kept quiet.

This is a book of deliberately stupid things I wrote because I wanted to

Corlia, a young nord woman, has many identities. Dragonborn. Companion. Mage. Assasin. Hero. Savior. Killer. Listener. Harbinger. Killer. Madman. Bringer of death. Champion. Puppet. After many years of wearing the many masks of different identities, she goes to Riften to seek the safety of a normal life. That is, until she meets a certain red haired thief that may save Corlia from herself.

A bard trapped in the middle of a siege and forced to fight back. However, there is more to this bard than meets the eye. There is more to him than even he knows.

Aria has been playing with death for years. Will someone finally flip the switch and kill her?

I lay here on a cot, a lockpick in hand, and my other hand rubbing along the elk fur lining the cot. This was my life now I was to rot in this prison for killing a farmer. Which needless to say, he deserved it, but also because it was my contract to. Now I sit here in silence with the body of a dead stranger to keep me company. I look at the grate beside the man. To the right of it I see a mark etched into the wall, and decide to inspect it. And that was where my whole life changed.

a young boy growing up in Honorhall Orphanage, before the civil war of the Imperials and Stormcloaks.

How the lizard lady and the lizard man met

I need to make names for these... Just random things whenever I play Skyrim. I don't own the characters or whatever.